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This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up puke laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying,
"It's okay honey, Mommy's here".
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies
who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at work
with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses
and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies
and sew Halloween costumes.
And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.
And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections
are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers
at football , hockey or soccer games
instead of watching from the warmth of their cars so that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?'
they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store
and swat them in despair
when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner.
And for all the mothers who count to ten instead.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children
and explained all about making babies.
And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to,
but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year.
And then read it again "Just one more time."
This is for all the mothers who taught their children
to tie their shoelaces before they started school.
And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook
and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns automatically
when a little voice calls 'Mom?' in a crowd,
even though they know their own offspring are at home
-- or even away at college.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school
with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there,
only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
asking them to please pick them up.
Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone astray,
who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips
when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings,
and the mothers of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors,
and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror,
hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful,
and now pray they come home safely from a war.
What makes a good Mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby,
cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart?
Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter
disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M.
to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M.
when you just want to hear their key in the door
and know they are safe again in your home?
Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child
when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are universal
and so our thoughts are for young mothers
stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...
And mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us.
Hang in there.
In the end we can only do the best we can.
Tell them every day that we love them.
And pray.
"Home is what catches you when you fall. l and we all fall."
Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know.
At the risk of looking like I'm trying to flood the blog pages with yet another blog post this morning, I want to share this beautiful and inspirational short web presentation with you. I think you'll find it a wonderful way to start your day...and the rest of your life... The Train of Life Movie
I received this from another Boomer (thanks, Mary Lou) via e-mail and thought it was both cute and held a lot of truth:
A fifth grade teacher in a Christian school asked her class to look at
TV commercials and see if they could use them in some way to communicate ideas about God.
Here are some of the results:
God is like.
BAYER ASPIRIN
He works miracles.
God is like.
a FORD
He's got a better idea.
God is like.
COKE
He's the real thing.
God is like.
HALLMARK CARDS
He cares enough to send His very best.
God is like.
TIDE
He gets the stains out that others leave behind.
God is like.
GENERAL ELECTRIC
He brings good things to life.
God is like.
SEARS
He has everything.
God is like.
ALKA-SELTZER
Try Him, you'll like Him
God is like.
SCOTCH TAPE
You can't see Him, but you know He's there.
God is like.
DELTA
He's ready when you are.
God is like.
ALLSTATE
You're in good hands with Him.
God is like.
VO-5 Hair Spray
He holds through all kinds of weather.
God is like.
DIAL SOAP
Aren't you glad you have Him? Don't you wish everybody did?
God is like.
the U.S. POST OFFICE
Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet nor ice will keep Him from His
appointed destination.
God is like.
Chevrolet The heart beat of America
God is like
Maxwell House
Good to the very last drop
God is like.
Bounty
He is the quicker picker upper. . can handle the tough jobs. . and He won't fall apart on you
Sometimes I wonder at how different the Lord made men and women and yet we are to live together, hopefully with some semblance of peace. This story is about just that....
Tough Request
A biker was riding along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said,
"Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish." The biker pulled over and said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want." The Lord said, "Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me." The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally he said,
"Lord, I wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing's wrong, and how I can make a woman truly happy." The Lord replied,
"You want two lanes or four on that bridge?"
I woke up this morning to this Yahoo IM message from Easy (Gene):
"i fell off the ladder doing outside windows b4 dark last nite and really messed up my rt shoulder waiting for spider to come and take me to va. hurts real bad i rhink it will need surgery callme when you read this thx"
So I called right away and he's still home, can't get a hold of his friend, Spider who is his main ride (he can't drive because of his eyesight), to go to the VA hospital, and is waiting for some friends who should be arriving at their cabin sometime this afternoon. Hopefully they can take him. He says he can feel the bone in his collarbone out of place and is in a lot of pain. He can't type very well as he can only use one hand.
Please pray for him. He lives up there all alone and doesn't have anyone to help him at the house on a regular basis. Just wanted to let those of you who know him know what's going on if you don't see him online or responding to comments.
Janet (SavedByGrace)
Update: I spoke with Gene just now (5:30 pm) and he's still at home. A friend will take him to the VA hospital tomorrow sometime. Fortunately, he has some pain medication that's helping a little bit with the discomfort. When I know anything more, I'll post again. He's reading your comments but can't type to respond, but he thanks you all, as I do.
Update #2: Just spoke with Gene (Sat. 10:30 am). He's at the VA now. Had x-rays and was told by the technician it's his clavicle (collar bone) as he suspected. The tech said they basically wrap him up and send him home, no surgery, which he is pleased about, at least. But that was unauthorized information, not from the doctor, so hope he was right. And, fortunately, his ride waited to see if they'd keep him in the hospital so he'll have a ride home. Thanks to everyone for your prayers and concern!
I know a lot of us have had some problems understanding how to post images now that we have the new super-dooper box here in which we type and copy/paste our image codes. I think I may have discovered what's happening, especially when it comes to Photobucket images, but also for codes from other sites. First of all, on Photobucket, we are offered 4 different lines of code from which to choose. Before the upgrade, the one(s) that worked were the HTML code or the IMG code. Now, however, copying the Direct Link code seems to be what works (from my trial and error experience). And that needs to be entered by clicking where we want the image to be placed in relation to the text, if any, that we've typed, then clicking on the little tree icon at the top of the text box and pasting the code into where it says Image URL. From other sites, that don't give 4 options for copying the code, one can dissect the code given and just paste, in the same line in the little tree icon box, only the URL shown in the code given. The URL would look like http:// and something after that which tells the site and location where the image is hosted (where you found it). I haven't tested the second option (non-Photobucket codes) but I think that should work. Give this a try..and if I'm fulla beans..let me know! LOL I love all the new cool options we have now, but it's going to take some getting used to. Good luck! And have a GREAT Friday!
Janet
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Posted On 03/20/2008 22:02:05
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A woman went to a pet shop & immediately spotted a large, beautiful parrot..
There was a sign on the cage that said $50.00.
'Why so little,' she asked the pet store owner.
The owner looked at her and said,
'Look, I should tell you first that this bird used to live in a house of Prostitution and sometimes it says some pretty vulgar stuff.'
The woman thought about this, but decided she had to have the bird any way.
She took it home and hung the bird's cage up in her living room and waited for it to say something.
The bird looked around the room, then at her, and said,
'New house, new madam.'
The woman was a bit shocked at the implication, but then thought 'that's really not so bad.'
When her 2 teenage daughters returned from school
the bird saw and said,
'New house, new madam, new girls.'
The girls and the woman were a bit offended but then began to laugh about the situation considering how and where the parrot had been raised.
Moments later, the woman's husband Keith came home from work.
The bird looked at him and said,
 'Hi, Keith!'
Tags: Parrot Joke
Charlotte, North Carolina
A lawyer purchased a box of very rare and expensive cigars, then insured them against, among other things, fire.
Within a month, having smoked his entire stockpile of these great cigars and without yet having made even his first premium payment on the policy the lawyer filed a claim against the insurance company.
In his claim, the lawyer stated the cigars were lost 'in a series of small fires.'
The insurance company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason, that the man had consumed the cigars in the normal fashion.
The lawyer sued and WON!
(Stay with me.)
Delivering the ruling, the judge agreed with the insurance company that the claim was frivolous. The judge stated nevertheless, that the lawyer held a policy from the company, which it had warranted that the cigars were insurable and also guaranteed that it would insure them against fire, without defining w hat is considered to be unacceptable 'fire' and was obligated to pay the claim.
Rather than endure lengthy and costly appeal process, the insurance company accepted the ruling and paid $15,000 to the lawyer for his loss of the cigars lost in the 'fires'.
NOW FOR THE BEST PART...
After the lawyer cashed the check, the insurance company had him arrested on
24 counts of ARSON!!!
With his own insurance claim and testimony from the previous case being used against him, the lawyer was convicted of intentionally burning his insured property and was sentenced to 24 months in jail and a $24,000 fine.
This is a true story and was the First Place winner in the recent Criminal Lawyers Award Contest.
ONLY IN AMERICA , NO WONDER THIRD WORLD COUNTRIES THINK WE'RE NUTS! 
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